As the night stars epilepsy flames - Lermontov

Like a night a star of a falling fire,
Is not needed in the world, I.
Although the heart hard as stone,
But still below the snake.

It saved me inspiration
From the petty vanities;
But from his soul salvation
And there is no happiness in the.

I pray for happiness, happened,
finally waited,
And painfully me happiness was,
As for the king's crown.

And all the dreams rejected, again
I was left alone -
How gloomy castle, empty
worthless lord.

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